God of Tennis

“Phew.”

A sigh of relief came out of Han Woo-jin's mouth without me knowing. The front and back of the sub-sphere had to be thoroughly left to chance. 50%, double choice of front or back.

As usual, even if I missed the sub-volume, I would have been a little unlucky that day. It was because he was not the type to be greatly dependent on the atmosphere, so there was no problem even if he could not hold the sub-ticket.

However, if the target is Roger Pedro, the story changes. Even the smallest advantage should not be missed. How many players can take on Roger and gauge their own victories with pure skill battles? Worldwide, even with one hand.

I knew I couldn't fold all of his fingers.

‘Once I've captured the sub... I can't believe it. I don't feel like it'll work at all. ’

Whether the ball was received, Han Woojin's eyes narrowed. It was not just because of the dazzling sunlight. He was looking at Roger's status window, which was being projected into his head the whole time he was holding the racket.

Roger Pedro

Strength 63/HP 70/Agility 72

HP 2710/2800 SP 1220/1220

“… damn it. ”

Hanwoojin's purchase, which he examined daily figures, was roughly skewed. I couldn't find any weaknesses. It was close to ten thousand years ago, not only for its stats or skills, but also for its health, which had been consumed up to four rivers. No, no, no, no, no. That's far enough.

There was nothing strange about it.

However, there was a subtle coincidence in this situation. That was why Hanwoojin had a huge impact on Roger's stamina to stay in full health.

In its original history, Roger Pedro won two racketeering battles. After all the hard work he did on the tiebreaks and the dues, he was able to make it to the finals, caught by unexpected subordinates. And Han Woo-jin in the 16th.

The defeated Viktor was one of the two fighters that classified Roger.

Either it's because of my imagination or I wasn't feeling very well that day. The two classics at the Tokyo Open greatly rocked the tennis world at the time. One of the toughest trophies Roger had ever won in his prime.

It was considered one.

However, because of Han Woo-jin and Choi Yeon-hyeok, the two names that were originally there were pushed over. The march changed to a different form from history, and Roger was able to climb to the 4th rank avoiding both athletes who would classify himself. Not once.

without difficulty, with a very fine flow.

However, the party who caused such a change had no way of knowing it, and the referee, unaware of the two players' positions, jumped to his feet and declared the start of the match.

Roger Fedro on My Right! Han on My Left Test! Han to Serve test! ”

Waaaahhhh!

The quiet crowd roars and cheers. The clapping of hands, the rolling of feet, and the roaring of vomit from thousands of mouths caused the whole stadium to tremble.

Did they say it was vibrating soon? It was the same word. The sound produced by thousands of audiences shook on your coat like an earthquake. Huge cheer and enthusiasm that makes you roll your feet without even knowing it.

However, Han Woo-jin poured it out in a cold manner.

He knew. Most of this cheering is not about you. The world's greatest and greatest champion, Roger Pedro. Under pressure, Han Woo-jin lifts the ball.

Few people staring at his back in this huge stadium relieved the pressure.

Give him a shot. That's your specialty, right?

‘I know you don't have to tell me. ’

The sound I heard a few minutes ago echoes. Han Woo-jin smiled and replied with his heart. As his body and mind lightened, the ball flew up out of the damp palm of his hand into the sky. After a new, clean, deafening scream disappeared,

Now, Hanwoojin was the only ball that was rich in the air.

I didn't need strategy or tactics. The monster smashes the target by pressing it directly in front of you. Hanwoojin twists as hard as he can, keeping the number of spleens folded for a moment.

With just power, Hanwoojin's racket split the air.

Pa-ang!

There was nothing like a sound to make you guess the power of the ball. Roger was able to guess the power of the serve at the exact moment of Han Woojin's racket. The relaxed expression resiliently regains its position.

"Hoho?"

Less than six inches of height, and not much of a skeleton. An incomparable force protrudes from the body that cannot be seen anywhere.

If you think of any comparable athlete, they were all magnificent muscle muscle movers, over six feet tall. I've met people who are physically fit beyond their size, but I never thought I'd see you again in a place like this.

Paan!

The sub flies fiercely between the horrors of Hall 9 and Hall 1. Like a blade that cuts through a crevice, the flat sub drops at a frightening rate and bounces out of the coat without a crack in the reaction.

“Fifteen Love (15: 0)! ”

Ace of Service, vantage point.

It was a meaningful score in its own way, but the other one did not change his face. Roger turns his head away with a smile on his face. Where his gaze was directed, there was a lighting board with a record of the speed of the sub.

213 km/h

‘Ha, I like that, Mr. Han. ’

Roger's face turned into an expressionless face filled with a road smile. It was just a somewhat different, thrilling expression from the one that was just smiling cheerfully. It was no fun to win as usual, as was Roger himself.

Meanwhile, only Korean commentators were frantic because Han Woo-jin showed me a hot room as expected. They slam the desk and raise their voices.

They weren't the only ones to be excited by a single point, but the opposing team has already given them some peace of mind.

Speed 213km per hour! Hanwoojin takes the lead by beating his sub best catch! Even the Emperor is stunned!

Did you really think a 170-year-old Asian would hit a serve like that? But he's got people! As expected, Han Woojin is the best player in the country!

Hanwoojin who punched that one room continued to be applauded even if he heard it.

Of course, objectively, it was an absurd imprisonment. Usually, the steel lanes were used as props for heavy-bodied athletes. The relatively deficient Asian athletes have never crossed the line.

However, Han Woo-jin stepped forward without hesitation.

Typical athletes had an average sub-restraint of only 160 to 170, with slightly higher ones hanging to 180. Even Jokovich, who would later be called the next emperor, had an average sub confinement of over 185. And even if it's one shot, it's an hour.

213 kilometers was a single step into the horse's territory.

When you meet a gangster, you're pretty good at showing off your true worth! I think Hanwoojin might be that kind of player. Ordinary athletes rarely have to be nervous and show off their original low level of play!

Isn't this competition something to look forward to? I have no intention of winning against the Emperor, but I might be able to remember the name Han Woo-jin correctly!

While the commentators were chattering, Han Woo-jin threw the ball again.

The ball flew gently by his hand slowly slows down and stops at a point in the air. The massive concentration makes it feel like the slow ball has stopped. I even heard a misconception that even the pink ends of a well-groomed ball seemed to be visible.

Paan!

One more intense hit.

This serve did not fly straight. As the ball moves forward for a moment, it twists its head slightly and bends to the right. It was unbelievable that it was a change while moving at a rapid pace.

Nevertheless, Roger responded.

Bam!

Predicting and excelling at Platt, he twists his ankle to the moment the sub is directed. The flexible joints and elastic muscles relaxed the repulsive force, and the rotating racket along with the shoulders slapped the ball.

But did I miss something a little bit? The ball hit by the racket does not bounce straight up, but bows during the process. A ball of netting drops along the net.

“Thirty Love (30: 0)! ”

Roger shrugs, his tongue slightly out. It was a gesture that meant I made a mistake. The onlookers laughed joyfully and the tension of the whole stadium was loosened in a moment. The snow breeze in the middle of winter seemed to have turned into a thunderstorm.

When everyone was smiling so beautifully, only one person did not change his face.

‘I only started reacting to the report once. My guess is that the agility readings are so bizarre, but the pattern I showed you won't work at all. ’

My head turned cold like cold water. The body is hot as fire, the head is cold as ice. Now Han Woo-jin was taking the form of an ideal player. You have created a state of near-perfection without even knowing it.

As a party, he couldn't feel it, but today's condition was strangely good. The nerves accelerated so much that the time slowed that even just a little bit, and I was able to consciously move from my fingertips to my toes. Injuries until yesterday.

It was a phenomenon that Han Woo-jin was trying to understand.

And the superhuman concentration and the strange elevated conditions had a terrifying synergy.

Pa-ang!

The fourth sub punches the coat. The ball that was smacked so hard that the racket creaked, crossed the 200 wall of an hour and made a service ace again.

“Han Test Game! ”

Immediately, static flowed into the intestine.

No way. Four point consecutive service aces. Han Woo-jin started walking with his expressionless face, because he had to change his coat after the first game. Only a few people cheered, including the propaganda director, who no one expected.

Seeing Han Woo-jin walking to the other side, Roger's eyes glared happily.

‘Okay, now it's my turn. Let's play a game. ’

His healthy-burnt, red-brown forearms twitch vigorously.

* * *

“Hanwoojin, let's move your coat by winning a great first game! Amazing! You won your first game without paying a single point against that Roger! ”

“Wow, who would have thought this would work! Those of you who live in Toto on Roger's side, you need to be real nervous today! ”

The two speechless commentators reached for the bucket in front of their eyes almost simultaneously. You pour water down the dry, cracking throat before returning the two voices to their original state.

Park Seong-jin and Shin Chan took their eyes off the screen for a moment and talked about Han Woo-jin's performance. Tennis is often viewed without a lot of prior knowledge, so I liked to add a little basic commentary.

“Hanwoojin used his head very well, right? I pushed the first sub into the fast lane, the next sub into the drive, and I bludgeoned it. Roger would have been too burdened to fight back from the start. ”

“That's what Park said. Hanwoojin is not a new player in many ways. Veterans who have rolled around for years often have weak spots before psychology, but they're bluffing against Roger. This is a realm of talent.

And then it gets weird. ”

There are often traps for beginners in psychological warfare. The words "doubtful female" mean "once you begin to doubt, there will be no end." For those who believe in their choices and cannot move on, only the future remains unstable.

is.

However, Han Woo-jin did not hesitate a bit. Since it was his chosen path, the result was a battle that changed the quality of the serve as much as it seemed good. And I won the pleasure of winning that game against Roger Pedro.

“Maybe we can expect a really unexpected turn today. Oh, I'm down to three thousand guns for a second. Let's go back to the game. Points… hmm? ”

“Huh?! ”

The commentators who didn't watch the game while talking opened their eyes at the same time. Score items with large letters and numbers were contrasting 40 and 0, 40: 0, as evidence that one player had taken points unilaterally.

Roger's fourth sub bursts into flames as the station fears to turn the screen from the desk onto the coat.

Pa-ang!

A flawless strike with neither speed nor trajectory. It was a precise serve.

As soon as the ball hit the service coat after splitting the air and crossing the net, Hanwoojin's body flashed like lightning. The racket breaks the wind towards the bouncing ball, making the same sound as the whip.

Paan!

A beaten hand returned to the sender before the ball's bounce ended. To the front, not to the right, to the left, to the front.

It was a burdensome speed and trajectory for Roger to pick up with his specialized backhand. Take it to Pohand and send it back to its rightful place, or try a robe or drop and go to psychological warfare.

And Roger didn't pick any.

‘… What? ’

Like magic, Roger's upper half slumps. It wasn't a tennis stand. It was a movement resembling the Weaving of boxing. Even the center of gravity was strangely twisted, and Roger's back hand joyfully slapped the ball.

Pa-ang!

“Game Roger! ”

The referee declared that Roger had won the second game when the ball bounced off the ground where Han Woo-jin could not get it.

Roger!

The crowd cheers fearfully at the end of the judgment. The static has been gone for a long time when the first game is lost. The whole stadium fell down like a thunderbolt. Roger waving his hand at the bleachers.

He smiles. He looks like a General of Reform.

And he turned his eyes away from the audience and looked at Han Woojin looking at himself. The two players' gazes met at the midpoint and ignited the flames.

‘I returned what I received. What are you gonna do now, Mr. Hahn? ’

Roger's polybrown eyes, which never lose their relaxation, smiled brightly, and the black eyes of Hanwoojin, who were facing each other, gnashed their teeth.

Even though the expression was hard to express, I couldn't stop it. You've counteracted with a combination of flat drives, as if you were returning what you've been given.

“... Yes, the emperor. ”

Hanwoojin clenched his molars in his clenched lips. If Roger was the emperor, he was a wild dog. A dog who has no honor, no fame, nothing but fierce and persistent.

It's just a bite.

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